They’re totally just four normal teenagers who were mutated by radioactive goo and trained to be badass ninjas from beneath the surface of Springfield Lake, but if you were expecting turtles you’ve got the story all wrong.

They’re fishes, unusually acrobatic fishes, and they don’t like it when people ask them about that similarly named group of turtles. Pollution from the nuclear plant had created a quartet of heroes with a lot of sole and a style as smooth as butter cream sauce.

But don’t count on these fishy heroes becoming filets just yet, because their three eyes see all and they can sense impending doom coming a mile away.